At 11 o'clock in the evening, the Special Operations Team (Sword Team) has returned one after another, and brought news about the three cities around Hope City.

The situation there is no good, nor bad!

These three cities still maintain basic order and there were no serious riots. Moreover, after learning about the current situation, the leaders of the three cities expressed their willingness to obey the leaders of Hope City.

This was not beyond Luo Yuan's expectations. First of all, Hope City is a key strategic city in the reconstruction area. If it was a first-tier city such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou before the end of the world, it would naturally be higher than that of ordinary cities.

Secondly, even if they have ambitions, they will do nothing in this cruel form and can only wait for death slowly.

The cold winter of nuclear winter is not so easy to spend. If there is no hope city rescue, at most half a month, these three cities will fall into hell.

"I just don't know how many days can these three cities last?"

After Lin Feiyan, who had returned at the latest, walked out of the office, Luo Yuan leaned back on the seat and frowned.

Everything takes time now, whether it is the reconstruction of the spacecraft or the rescue of the other three cities, it cannot be completed in a short time. When all humans are truly relocated to the spacecraft, I don’t know how many people will be sacrificed?

Luo Yuan sighed and sat in his seat and gaining not only power, but also a heavy burden. Every time he delayed his time, he had to pay countless lives.

At this time, the phone rang on the desk and Luo Yuan picked up the phone.

"Mayor, Vice Mayor Bi wants to report the situation like you?" Secretary Cheng Guanghui said respectfully on the inside phone.

"Then he comes in!" Luo Yuan hung up the phone.

After a moment, Bi Jianping walked in quickly.

"Mayor, all the personnel and supplies are ready and can be boarded in the spaceship at any time!" He handed it to Luo Yuan with a document and said excitedly.

Since the disaster, he has not slept for two days and a night. His face is haggard and pale. Even his clothes are a little dirty and covered with dust.

In fact, this is basically the norm for all government personnel today. Time is already racing against time for Hope City. The countless work is complicated and cannot be delayed. Almost everyone has been making a roundabout way.

Fortunately, even if ordinary people in the end of the world have a few times stronger physical fitness than before the end of the world, they can still barely support it now, but it won’t last long. If they don’t rest, the government’s work will be paralyzed.

Looking at his haggard expression, Luo Yuan did not persuade him. He took the documents and quickly searched them, then placed them on the table, looked up and asked, "Have the wind outside dropped now?"

"I just tested it half an hour ago. The wind is only level 5, and the visibility has reached ten meters, but the temperature has dropped to more than 40 degrees below zero." Bi Jianping said. The strong wind in the outside world was caused by the large explosion of antimatter bombs and could not last long, but the dust raised can remain in the atmosphere for a long time.

"It's cold too quickly!" Luo Yuan frowned and said helplessly: "I won't mention this in advance. Since you are all ready, then the migration will begin!"

Luo Yuan put the documents into the filing cabinet, stood up, and the two walked out of the office one by one.

There were a total of 50,000 people who migrated this time, most of whom were scientific researchers and mechanical engineers. There were very few ordinary workers, about 8,000. At the same time, there were also 500 military and police officers, more than 600 logistics service personnel, and a large amount of food and food.

Due to the disconnection between the spacecraft's intelligent brain and the production area, automated production cannot be carried out. People who migrate in advance must first explore the working modes of various factories in the production area, so that these factories can reopen and produce materials for the reconstruction of the spacecraft.

After all, if the spacecraft wants to accommodate a population of five or six million, the buildings that need to be built are basically skyscrapers with about seventy stories. Moreover, the spacecraft is not on land. Whether it is acceleration or deceleration, it will produce force, and the material strength is extremely demanding.

In particular, the deck of the spacecraft cannot be laid, which makes it impossible to lay the foundation, making it neither concrete materials nor mutated wood suitable. To ensure the safety of these buildings and the stability of the spacecraft structure, it must be made of metal and bonded to the upper and lower decks of the living layer to form a building similar to supporting columns.

This not only requires a huge amount of steel, but also requires a huge amount of metal processing machine tools and engineering machinery. To hope for the city's productivity, this is undoubtedly a huge project. Even if you hope that all the machines and all workers in the city will be relocated to the spacecraft and it will take at least one or two years to complete them.

However, for one or two years, it is too late for humans to wait for so long.

The only hope now is only entrusted to the advanced factories of the Boss.

"Do you really decide to stay in the spaceship in the future?" Luo Yuan asked suddenly while walking on the road.

Bi Jianping paused when he heard this, and his heart was shaking, and a trace of sweat immediately oozed out of his forehead. He suddenly realized that he was not only the deputy mayor of Hope City, but also the second leader of the Reconstruction District.

I was so reckless that I volunteered to stay in the spacecraft at a previous meeting.

After all, this is a high-tech spacecraft that is beyond imagination. Whoever controls this spacecraft means that he has supreme force. No matter who it is, no matter who is in power, he will probably be suspicious in his heart when facing such a strategic killer.

He quickly organized the language and said respectfully: "Mayor, I think I am not suitable for me. I don't know what suggestions do you have?"

Luo Yuan waved his hand: "There is nothing suitable or not, I'll be relieved if you go."

He just chatted for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party would be trembling. He was the highest authority of the spacecraft, so he was worried about anything.

But Luo Yuan was relieved, Bi Jianping was worried. After all, people were unpredictable, so it was not too much to be careful. He thought about it and said respectfully: "There are as many as 50,000 people who migrated in advance this time, and the military and police of about 500 people would probably be a little short of it. I suggest sending a member of the special operations team to station on the spacecraft."

"What recommendation do you have?" Luo Yuan knew his thoughts and did not refuse to ask.

"Just Fang Peibin!"

"That's it."

Bi Jianping breathed a sigh of relief. When he came to his senses, he realized that there was a chill behind him.

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After twelve o'clock in the evening, crowds surged out from the city of Hope like a long dragon.

The cold wind blew with strange screams, making the crowd tremble. The clothes that keep warm are still a big problem in the city. Everyone wears clothes that can keep warm on their bodies, and some people even wrap their quilts around them. However, even so, they can still feel the bone-broken chill outside.

It was cold, it was too cold, and the cold wind almost penetrated into the bone cracks.

Because the wind is not blowing like before, the sand and soil have been bonded together under the extreme cold, and are as hard as stones. On some sand dunes, you can see hanging ice crystals everywhere!

The Ice Age is coming.

...

Luo Yuan walked in front of the team, his clothes were still thin, as if the extreme cold in the air did not exist at all. He warned Fang Peibin: "This time you are promoted to the deputy director of the temporary police station. This is a test and an opportunity for you. It depends on whether you can grasp it. If you can't do it well, even if you are my apprentice, I will remove you."

"Master, I must do my best." Fang Peibin said seriously. He knew that this opportunity was entirely due to Luo Yuan's disciple, otherwise with his ability, he would not be able to hold such an important position at all.

Although the former Swordsman's rank of colonel sounded nice, in fact, it was a false title of honor, and he didn't even take it seriously. Compared with the important position of deputy director of the police station, this opportunity was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When Bi Jianping found him, he agreed immediately without thinking.

"You are not young anymore, and you have to change your temper in the past, learn more from others, calm down and do things, ask questions if you don't understand, there is nothing embarrassing." Luo Yuan said.

"I will remember!" Fang Peibin said hurriedly.

Luo Yuan is still very optimistic about Peibin. No one is born with ability. As long as you calm down and correct your mindset, you can adapt quickly. What's more, the other party is an evolutionist, and the physical values ​​are far beyond ordinary people. If you train them a little, you will be an elite.

"How are you doing with sword skills recently?" Luo Yuan asked again.

"Master, I feel a little bit lately. I can use my sword light occasionally, but I am not yet skilled." Fang Peibin said embarrassedly.

Luo Yuan was a little surprised this time. This was the first time that someone could use a sword light except him. Even a talented person like Wang Shishi was a little bit far from his will. You can imagine how crazy he practiced normally.

He was afraid that Fang Peibin would do a good job, but don’t slack off. The power of will is crucial, and you will understand in the future."

Fang Peibin was a little flattered, and his previous sense of awe faded a little. He looked at Luo Yuan's height as if he was a little giant, and asked curiously: "Master, why have you become so tall?"

"Some things, don't ask for trouble!"

Seeing that Luo Yuan's face was a little unhappy, Fang Peibin was so scared that he stopped and did not dare to mention it again.

After a while, he said again: "Master, I met Director Chen yesterday. She seems to have not had a good life recently."

Luo Yuan paused slightly, turned his head, and said anxiously: "Director Chen, do you think Chen Xinjie? She is in Hope City?"

Fang Peibin said in a daze, isn't Chen Xinjie the woman of his master? Why does his master seem to know nothing?

"Yes, I saw her on the street yesterday. Her face was not very good, and everyone lost weight. When I called her sister-in-law, my smile was a little reluctant, as if something was wrong?"

He called her sister-in-law, and it would be strange if Chen Xinjie looked good.

After Fang Peibin was confirmed, Luo Yuan's heart was slight. He suddenly remembered the scenes of the two getting along, the charming frown and smile, and the weak and weak feeling in bed. The previous conflicts had long disappeared with time and turned into deep nostalgia. He had thought that Chen Xinjie had died in the disaster and had never dared to think about it, but he did not expect that she had returned to Hope City.

"Do you know where she lives?" Luo Yuan asked quickly.

“At No. 12 Fuxing Road!”

Luo Yuan silently wrote it down and prepared to take the time to take a look.
Chapter completed!